A/N!
Okay, I don't know why I am doing this to myself (adding another story when I still have 3 running), but KnB had me hooker so I figured "Why not? Lets make life and writing harder for myself!" :3 Anyways, doesn't matter!
I don't know who to couple my character with so whoever reads this and wants to see a certain OCxCharacter just write it in a comment and I'll choose the winner! It can be from Kagami to Himuro from Midorima to Murisakibara from Imayoshi to Hanamiya, as long as they have shown their faces in the series (up to episode 43/19 season 2).

Enjoy the first chapter!
XxX KneelingAngel

I stepped out of the house and took a deep breath as I tightened the fake basketball under my arm. It was more a simple cheap ball we bought at the toy store. Dad and my brother, Katsu, were fighting again, which left me to take care of my younger brother Jirou. I've been taking care of him a lot after my mom left my dad and us for some guy she worked with once. Bitch.

"Come on, baby boy." I smiled and took his hand. "Let's go teach you some basketball okay?"

He happily nodded his little head with a smile that couldn't have been brighter. I kissed his head and we started to walk to the nearest court.

Okay, so let me introduce myself. My name is Kennedy Suoh… Yes, that is also a girl's name for those who think it's only a boys name! I was born the same date as president Kennedy's death, which is 22e of November, but everybody calls me Flush...

Let's just say that people don't play poker with me anymore…

I'm 163 cm tall, or short… Whatever you want to call it. I have short dark brown hair, almost black, with snow white stripes in my bangs, the left side of my hair is braided in and ever since I've been small and I've had this mini Mohawk kind of thing on top of my head. It looked a bit strange to people, but liked it! My eyes are bright blue, which I got from my mom, sadly. I'm the middle child of three. I love basketball, free running, gymnastics and dancing. I'm half Japanese, my mom was a Kiwi…

From New Zealand, for those who don't know what a kiwi is...

My brother is two years older then me and he's basically my best friend, it's not often that we argue or fight and he's always there for me. Always defending me… Like he was doing at home right now, idiot!

In middle school I was a member of the girl's basketball team called the Queen of Cards. Since it was an international school I went to, our members were from different countries.

Six members.

Six countries.

Six continents.

India, New Zealand, Brazil, Hawaii, Nigeria and Russia. We were so good together that we were too good for the girls' competition and they decided to put us in the guys' competition, with a lot of fighting from us of course... We were basically whining and we wouldn't stop until they let up play against the guys.

We won every game, with a lot of work and input, but we still won… Until we started playing international games, we made it into the top three teams. It was that stupid Japanese team Generation of Miracles that beat us with their stupid skills…

I really want to kick those guys asses! I hate them!

After a year of fighting with my mom about who got custody over me and my brothers, but because my dad had the better job, he actually won against my mom! Not that we would have gone with her if she'd won… I would rather die then live with my mom and be her perfect little princess! People are usually surprised to hear that I have a Japanese father, you can barely see it. Only when I smile. I look a lot like my mom sadly. Why did I have to look like her?! My brothers are lucky!

Anyways! I'm gonna start at the Seirin High tomorrow, I'm kind of nervous, but excited all the same.

"Kenny." Jirou said with his thumb in his mouth and pulled the bottom of my jersey. "The opening is on the other side."

"Huh?" I looked up and deadpanned two seconds later. I walked the wrong way… Again! I've been living here for little under a week and I still don't know the way completely. "Crap."

"Can you do your tricks then?"

I smiled at the excitement in his voice. Jirou always loved it when I did my free running tricks in front of him. Not that I complained. I loved doing them for him. It made him smile and giggle, forgetting all the shit that is going on in the family… And right now that was a lot.

"Alright, baby boy." I said as I threw the ball over the fence. "Hop on my back. Oof!" I huffed when Jirou literally jumped on my back. "Hold on tightly, okay?"

I could feel him nod his head on my shoulder as he tightened his limbs around me and I took a few steps back before getting into sprinting position. With a yell I took off and jumped up. Taking hold of the fence, I made a cartwheel on the side and placed my feet right so that I could jump up and grab hold of the top as I swung myself over, sticking the landing without hurting my feet or ankles.

"What'd ya think?" I asked Jirou as I put him down. "Good enough?"

"That was awesome!" He beamed. "Again!"

"How about I teach you some basketball first?"

"Okay!"

"Good boy." I smile and grabbed the ball. "Now hold it like this…"

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We played until it was near dark. It was around six o'clock that Jirou had fallen asleep. I knew that I needed to take him back to the house, since dinner would be ready soon too, but I just had to practice a little longer. I couldn't help it!

I had placed my jersey over the sleeping boy and was playing in my long black tank top. I loved feeling the evening wind on my tanned, sweaty skin, it made me feel free.

I took a deep breath and started to dribble with the cheap plastic ball, aimed and shot at the hoop as I exhaled. I watched bright eyed as the ball was flying exactly as it should, but it hit the back a little too hard and bounced off, causing it to roll away and rest against the fence.

"Stupid ball." I muttered and walked back to get it when suddenly I heard another ball go through the hoop. "What the…?"

"If you're gonna play, do it with a proper ball."

I snapped my head towards the voice and a step closer to my sleeping baby brother, just in case. A very tall guy stood by the hoop picking up the basketball at his feet. He had spiked red hair and the same color eyes. He was wearing sneakers with shorts and a simple black shirt on top. He also had a necklace with a ring on it and a bag on his shoulder.

I barely caught the basketball he tossed at me. A real basketball! This was like pure gold to me! We didn't have enough money to buy a real one so if I played with a real basketball then it was because I played with my team, otherwise it was always a cheap ball.

No, that is a lie! I don't use or buy a basketball because my team is back in America and I only use a basketball when team is around me or if I use it for the team, to make them better.

It doesn't feel right if I use it on my own.

"Well…" The guy sighed. "Are you going to throw it or not?"

"I'm not allowed to play with strangers." I switched to Japanese and tossed the ball back towards him. There was something about this guy, but I couldn't put my finger on it. Trust me, I really wanted to play him, but it was getting late and I really needed to get Jirou back home.

"Shame…" He sighed again. "You looked like you could really play if it wasn't for that piece of shit you call a ball."

"I don't know if I should take that as a compliment or an insult." I huffed as I picked up my ball. I sighed and looked at it. This guy was right, it really is a piece of shit, but it was the only thing I had right now, since I hadn't had a chance to go to the city.

Give me a break will ya?! I moved here a week ago!

"Anyways." I breathed. "The court is all yours." I turned to my little brother and shook him lightly. "Jirou, come on, wake up, sleepyhead." I said in English. "We're going home-"

"You're from America?"

I turned back to the guy behind me, who was giving me a daring look may I add. "What of it?"

"How about a small one-on-one challenge, huh?" He smirked, and to my surprise, he knew really good English even with the hint of accent. "What do you say? I want to know how horrible America's players turned after I left."

Oh no, he didn't! He did not just call me horrible! "What did you say?" I growled and fisted my hands. "Alright, big boy." I nodded. "First one to reach the ten points wins."

"Ten points? Isn't that a little much for you?"

"Just play the damn ball." I said as took of my jersey again and handed it to Jirou, who was looking at me in excitement, before I stepped in front of this guy... Shit, he was really tall!

"Are you going to do your tricks now, Kenny?" Jirou asked me, eyes sparkling in excitement. Jirou was the only one in the family, if you count out my mom, that didn't know Japanese. Dad taught me and Katsu ever since we were small, but Jirou will learn it soon enough. He's a quick learner so I'm not worried.

"Tricks?" The guys cocked a split eyebrow at me.

"You are going to regret challenging me." I said with a grin. Honestly, this guy really didn't know.

We took a couple of steps away from each other and he started to dribble on the spot. I locked my eyes on him and stood in a defending way. I might not be the best shooter around, I can sure as hell the that he is much better then me, but… I'm one hell of a defender.

If there is one thing I'm good at…

He started running towards me.

It's taking the ball…

I snatched the ball out of his hand and hurried to the hoop, but he suddenly was in front of me again. I smirked and got lower to the ground, dribbling it fifteen centimeters above the asphalt. There was no way that he could take it now.

I shifted from side to side, I knew I couldn't pass this huge red head, but that wasn't what I was trying to do. I waited until he made himself as wide as possible and placed my right foot between his feet and behind him. I placed my left foot next to the other, grabbed the ball in two hands and in one swift snake move, without touching any clothes or skin, I stood behind him. I did it so fast that he couldn't do anything. Once I stood up straight, I tossed the ball and scored a three-pointer.

Jirou was cheering and clapping his hand while the guy just looked at me in shock. I just smiled and flipped my bangs out of my eye.

"Wha- you can't- how-?!"

"If you were a girl, I would've thought you were a whore." I answered. "You keep you're legs open too wide." I tossed the ball back to him and I think I saw a vein pop in his head, which caused me to giggle. "Did I hurt you're feeling by scoring the first points~?" I asked in a sing-a-long voice. "You're getting your ass whooped by a girl~" I teased.

He growled at me and we played again.

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I watched in awe as the guy dunked the winning shot.

This guy wasn't bad.

10 to 9 for him.

Like I said… This guy wasn't that bad… Not that I let him win. No of course not! Maybe…

"Impressive." I smiled as I wiped the sweat off of my brow. "Winning by a point… Last time I lost like that was…" I counted on my finger. "International championship...? But hey, then I played against a bunch on stuck up basketball junkies who cheated and won by a buzz beater. You're not bad, not bad at all. Kennedy Suoh. Call me Flush" I reached out my hand. "Thank you for the game."

"Kagami Taiga." He answered and shook my hand.

"And I'm Jirou Suoh!" My little brother had stepped between our bodies, looking up at the very tall guy compared to him. "You're really good at basketball!"

"Thank you-"

"I will kick you're butt when I know how to play!"

"Jirou!"

"Will you now?" Kagami asked as he crouched down to Jirou's eyelevel. "Well then… You better start practicing."

Kagami stood back up and I handed him his basketball back. "Keep it." He said in Japanese towards me. "I have another one at home… What are you doing?"

"In case you need your ass to be kicked by a girl." I said as I wrote my number on the ball with a sharpie. I don't know why, but I guess I was feeling daring today. "I won't let you win next time."

"Let me win-? Couldn't I just ask you out for a milkshake?"

"Um, no." I smiled. "I need to get little man to bed. Come on, Jirou! The others must be worried about us and I think our dinner is getting cold."

Jirou started to whine, but once I had picked him up he was already half asleep. I was about to walk away, but Kagami called for me.

"Just one more thing?" He asked. "How did you do that? Nobody has ever scored that quick against me."

I shrugged my shoulders. "Mix dance and free running with basketball and you get a whole new way of moving. I like thinking out of the box, and as long as I don't touch anyone then it's not a foul, and as long as my body is small enough then it's fun. You just have to mix your skills. Everything you do can be used in basketball… No matter how weird it looks or is. Everything is possible through basketball."

"I guess you're right." He grinned. "Guess I'll see you around?"

"Defiantly." I walked away and raised my hand in goodbye. "Goodnight, Tiger!"

"It's Tiaga!"

"I know!" I shouted over my shoulder with a smile and left, shitty plastic ball no longer needed.